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Roleplay
Cosima and Elias
「 Cosima Di Sena e Bonaparte 」aspiring musician ◈ stardom rising
nineteen
witch
socialite
single
The smell of roasted coffee beans filled the air and drew Cosima off the street and into the modern cafe, which appeared to be a newer establishment along the alley's strip of stores. The only di Sena Boneparte daughter had just spent nearly a year and a half away from Great Britain and had been travelling the world while building her budding musical career - it was a lot of hard work and many lonely nights where she missed her brothers so being back in Diagon Alley made her plump lips subconiously curve up into a little smile. She quickly took a seat by the window and begun browsing through the lamenated menu for any that caught her eye but not before sending a quick text to Elias to see if he wanted to meet up for lunch.
Message Me • 22:06, August 13, 2019 (UTC)
「 Eli Di Sena e Bonaparte 」Slytherin Alumni • Heir
Fortunately for Cosima, Eli didn't have much to do today. Having already visited Alex at her store and helped with some cleanup and upkeep, he was free for the rest of the day while waiting for Alex to close up. Walking up to Café Urbain to meet with his sister, who he hadn't seen in a long time, Eli walked in and looked around the cafe for a brief second before spotting Cosima alone at a table. A smile spread across his lips right away as he walked up to his sister. "Hey stranger, long time no see."
Message Me • 22:27, August 13, 2019 (UTC)
「 Cosima Di Sena e Bonaparte 」aspiring musician ◈ stardom rising
nineteen
witch
socialite
single
"Eli!," she piqued happily and jumped up from her seat, nearly knocking her phone off the table but saved it with a single hand thanks to catlike reflexes. Throwing her entire weight against her brother, Cosima wrapped her arms almost suffocatingly tight around his neck. "I missed you, sweet brother. I brought you back some ice from Paris," she said before finishing the location with a feigned French accent as she presented him with a diamond ring in a matte black box, cushioned in red satin. "Two and a half carats, rose gold obviously to compliment that sunkissed skin. It screamed your name to me, Eli."
Message Me • 22:36, August 13, 2019 (UTC)
「 Eli Di Sena e Bonaparte 」Slytherin Alumni • Heir
"How've you been Cosima?" He asked as he wrapped his arms around his sister's midsection. It was nice to see Cosima again, given how long it had been. "I missed you too, I didn't expect you to be gone for as long as you were." He spoke honestly before the hug came to a natural end. A look of surprise took over Eli at the mention of a gift from Paris, and he felt partially guilty for not having something in return. As he opened the box to look at it, he felt even guilty. "It's beautiful Cosima... Had I known you were bringing me a gift back I would have brought you something too..."
Message Me • 23:12, August 13, 2019 (UTC)
「 Cosima Di Sena e Bonaparte 」aspiring musician ◈ stardom rising
nineteen
witch
socialite
single
"Yeah, I'm sorry about that. I didn't expect to be gone that long either but life got so busy with all the constant shows and meetings. I guess that's what it takes if you want to make it in the big world," she mused softly and then tipped her head to the side as she took her seat again, gesturing across the table for him to join her. "Don't stress, Eli~ It's just a gift and you know I much prefer giving them than getting them anyway. How have you been?"
Message Me • 23:16, August 13, 2019 (UTC)
「 Eli Di Sena e Bonaparte 」Slytherin Alumni • Heir
"That's very true, I can only imagine just how busy you were. Being shuttled place to place in order to put on shows and partake in meetings. You must have been exhausted..." He commented before taking a seat across from Cosima. "I know I know, I just would have liked to have had something for you as well. I've been good though, haven't done much really aside from staying at the house. With you having been gone and Percy moving in with his boyfriend, a lot of the family stuff has been left for me to take care of while our parents are gone yet again." He said before pausing. "What about you? You know, besides all the shows and meetings."
Message Me • 23:46, August 13, 2019 (UTC)
「 Cosima Di Sena e Bonaparte 」aspiring musician ◈ stardom rising
nineteen
witch
socialite
single
"I'm sure it will pay off eventually," she said with a meek little smile, " haven't exactly been selling shows out just yet." She tucked a strand of dark hair behind her heavily pierced ear, brown eyes soon skimming the menu once again. "You being here is the best present I could ask for. I just missed you and Perc so much," she said with a soft whine, "-his boyfriend? That must mean they're getting serious. Good for him." The comment about their parents caused her finely trimmed brow to shoot up before she brushed it off, not wanting to delve into her annoyance associated with their parents. "Life gets a little lonely when all you do is travel. I'm finding it awfully hard to make friends and forget about dating pools. Boys avoid me like the plague."
Message Me • 00:26, August 14, 2019 (UTC)
「 Eli Di Sena e Bonaparte 」Slytherin Alumni • Heir
"I'm sure you'll get there soon. If I know you, and as one of your brothers I know you quite well, I know you wont give up on your dreams." He said honestly, knowing full well that whatever Cosima set her mind to, she could achieve. "Well I'm glad my presence is enough of a present to you, I'm sure most wouldn't agree." He said with a bit of a laugh before nodding his head in response in regards to Percy and Aksel. "Yeah they're pretty serious, next thing you know Percy is going to have a wedding ring on." He was a bit sarcastic, but nonetheless it was certainly going to be happening at some point in time. "In your defence, dating is probably difficult in the first place when you have so many things keeping you occupied."
Message Me • 00:48, August 14, 2019 (UTC)
「 Cosima Di Sena e Bonaparte 」aspiring musician ◈ stardom rising
nineteen
witch
socialite
single
Cosima reached over the table and gently touched her brother's wrist, offering an appreciative little squeeze to show an ounce of affection for his words of encouragement. "I hope so," she said and then leaned her chin in the palm of her hand, elbow supporting the weight. "I don't really speak to any males either. Although, I think Prince Richard is awful scrumptous," she said with a meek smile, remincising the small amount of time she had spent with him a year ago.
Message Me • 14:09, August 15, 2019 (UTC)
「 Eli Di Sena e Bonaparte 」Slytherin Alumni • Heir
It was amazing really, how they could go from not seeing each other for a year or more and then pick up right where they left off. Eli was thankful for that at least, that he and his sister still had that unshakable bond. "Well who could think about dating at all when they have a prince on the brain?" He said, a slight teasing tone to his voice as he leaned forwards himself, elbows on the table. "Since you're back in town, you should try and get together with him. Maybe a coffee date of sorts?"
Message Me • 03:25, August 17, 2019 (UTC)
「 Cosima Di Sena e Bonaparte 」aspiring musician ◈ stardom rising
nineteen
witch
socialite
single
"He's a prince, Eli. Royalty," she said with a soft exhale of defeat, her eyes fluttering toward the window for a split second as she let the thought roll off her shoulders. Offering a smile, she returned to her normal charming self. "And you? Any love interests you care to gush about?" she inquired with a quirked brow, interest growing steadily as she waited for his response.
Message Me • 12:48, August 17, 2019 (UTC)
「 Eli Di Sena e Bonaparte 」Slytherin Alumni • Heir
"And? What about it?" He responded, about to give his sister perhaps the most inspiring pep talk he could. "We're as close to royalty as any other family could get, and to be honest he'd be lucky to land a date with you. Not the other way around." As he took a second, surprised that Cosima hadn't found out about his status as of now, Eli decided to brace himself for a roller coaster of a story. "I thought you would have heard about it from mom or dad by now, but I'm actually in an arranged marriage... With a Malfoy of all families." He said, remembering like it was yesterday how he and Alex couldn't even look at each other without being at each other's throats. "Her name is Alexandria, Alex for short though."
Message Me • 06:58, August 18, 2019 (UTC)
Esme and Valerie
Singer/Songwriter • Petite Diable • Single• 19 Years Old
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She was supposed to be laying low after the riot, where she barely escaped unharmed with her mother. But duty called and, weirdly, nobody could really recall her being there. Besides, she had a very public job, so she had to be seen out and about occasionally. She arrived wearing a beanie and sunglasses, and as soon as she took a seat, she took off the sunglasses and glanced around, to anyone not really looking, she'd look like a normal person.
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「 Lady Esme Boleyn 」Hufflepuff Alumni
Twenty-four
Witch
Divination Professor
Single
Esme was back at work after her week off, lucky enough to start back on a more slower day. At the time of Valerie's arrival, she had been on a short break, sitting at one of the tables with a coffee on the table and magazine in her hands.
Message Me • 22:07, June 14, 2019 (UTC)
Singer/Songwriter • Petite Diable • Single• 19 Years Old
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of course the magazine would have a snapshot of her some where and Val knew it as soon as she glanced at it. Val looked away and decided to just get up and order some tea as quiet as she could.
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「 Lady Esme Boleyn 」Hufflepuff Alumni
Twenty-four
Witch
Divination Professor
Single
Feeling a pair of eyes on her, Esme briefly glanced over to them. As soon as going back to her magazine, she makes the connection between the girl at the table and a picture of her magazine being the same. The Boleyn liked to keep up with pop culture and the different celebrities, but she couldn’t recall if she recognized this one. Yet, nevertheless, she was interested and took it to her advantage when noticing the other get out of her seat. It was easy to slide back behind the counter - choosing that it was a good time to end her break - since her other employee was busy with something else anyways. Standing across from the other with her usual smirk, she asks, “Is there anything I can help you with?”
Message Me • 21:58, June 16, 2019 (UTC)
Singer/Songwriter • Petite Diable • Single• 19 Years Old
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Oh no. Please don't recognize me. Val smiles in her direction. "Earl grey please."
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「 Lady Esme Boleyn 」Hufflepuff Alumni
Twenty-four
Witch
Divination Professor
Single
Clearly the other was keeping herself hidden, and it was working to Esme's observations. She was pretty sure the only one who had recognized the singer was herself, and that was only from a magazine picture. So Esme would pretend to be clueless for the other; so the singer's cover wouldn't be blow. "Alright. Anything else you would like?"
Message Me • 07:05, June 26, 2019 (UTC)
Matthieu and Cas
「 Matthieu Valois 」Abdicate • Owner of Café Urbain
Matthieu was sitting in the middle of the cafe, running through some papers detailing the months revenue. All numbers and tables. It wasn't his favourite part of the job, he usually liked being behind the bench making the coffee and dealing with the customers rather than the economic side of it all. But he had to do what he had to do. He hadn't done much whilst he was in the UK but he was surviving and had a happy life. He was leaving his house, walking through the streets, feeling the cold air on his face without being bothered by anyone. It was a good life. Even if he struggled with English sometimes and didn't have many people to talk too. He had an honest job, honest money, and was free to make a life of himself that he wanted.
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「 Cassian Fauchelevent 」hopeless romantic • hogwarts librarian
twenty four
pureblood wizard
librarian; novelist
Cassian had just finished shopping for some stuff at Diagon Alley and was on his way back home when the rain started pouring really hard. Afraid to get soaked to the bone, Cassian mindlessly rushed into the nearest roofed establishment he could see so he could take refuge from the brewing thunderstorm. He started wiping off parts of his skin that caught some droplets, completely unaware that he was in Café Urbain — a place he had avoided going to since moving to London because he still wasn't ready to face its owner and manager, his former best friend and main reason why he crossed the English Channel, Matthieu Valois.
Anyways, his entrance caused quite a ruckus since he was rushing and all, so anyone in the vicinity would probably turn their heads to see what the commotion was...
Message Me • 10:25, May 19, 2019 (UTC)
「 Matthieu Valois 」Abdicate • Owner of Café Urbain
Matthieu liked when it rained. He liked hearing the rain drops hitting the windows of the cafe and the glass panels on the roof. It created an atmosphere that he loved–it also generated customers getting out of the rain. When he heard someone erupting into the cafe Matthieu looked up, his attention simply drawn towards the commotion rather than actually being aware of what was happening. Sometimes customers were violent but it was rare. Especially in a cafe like his. It took him a moment to realise exactly who he was looking at. Cassian. He'd certainly grown and aged since they last saw each other–obviously. It had been like...what? Six years? Five years? A lot of years since they saw one another. Since...Since Matthieu lashed out. Of course Cassian was going to look older and different. Matthieu hadn't kept up with him. He couldn't. He'd be overwhelmed with guilt and regret. Guilt at how he had lashed out like he had. Regret in how he didn't reach out too apologise. "Cassian," he said, calling out as he stood up, his chair scraping on the ground. "Are you okay?"
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「 Cassian Fauchelevent 」hopeless romantic • hogwarts librarian
twenty four
pureblood wizard
librarian; novelist
The moment he heard Matthieu call out his name, his body froze immediately. Cassian knew— would have recognized that voice anywhere despite all the growing up they went through, and in that moment? He was not prepared. At all. He was so careful, too, avoided this place like it was The Plague, and so thinking about how he just mindlessly walked in was beyond him. There was no escaping this time though, Cassian was quick to realize that and he knew had to put his big boy pants on and face his best friend after all the years that passed. He slowly turned his body to face Matthieu — who still looked quite handsome albeit a bit broody — and gulped, before muttering out, "H-hey. Matthieu. It's you." He was nervous, and it was evident in his timid tone.
Message Me • 11:02, May 19, 2019 (UTC)
「 Matthieu Valois 」Abdicate • Owner of Café Urbain
"Yeah, yeah it's me," he said with a small smile, rubbing the back of his neck. Since when was Cas in London? Of all places to run into him, it was over the channel. "Did you get stuck in the rain?" he asked, walking over to Cas and poked his head out of the door. "A storm is coming." He wasn't sure why he was saying this but he was trying to make some conversation and make the other more relaxed. "Funny running you into here, I thought you were still in France. When did you do the move over? Or are you just here for a holiday?"
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「 Cassian Fauchelevent 」hopeless romantic • hogwarts librarian
twenty four
pureblood wizard
librarian; novelist
Stunned, Cassian opened his mouth and attempted to speak, but not a single intelligible word came out — just a couple of incomprehensible rambles. "Ah...I— um, M-m..ah..." He winced and shook his head, trying desperately to calm himself. After a few seconds, he was able to recover, and he took in a rather deep breath. "Y-yes, I got caught in the rain and-" Cassian almost answered the rest of Matthieu's questions, but he managed to stop himself. He was caught off guard, especially with the other's rather calm demeanor. All this time, he thought their first encounter would leave a lot less to be desired, and this was.... This was a pleasant surprise. Nevertheless, Cassian knew they couldn't just speak here, not out in the open and under the prying eyes of the cafe's patrons.
So, consequences be damned, Cassian took hold of Matthieu's hand — ignoring the rampant thump in his chest — and gazed pleadingly into the other's eyes and said, "Matthieu, we can't— um, is there somewhere else we can go? Where we can talk? In private?"
Message Me • 14:27, May 19, 2019 (UTC)
「 Matthieu Valois 」Abdicate • Owner of Café Urbain
Matthieu looked down at the connected hands, taken aback by the sudden gesture. How they had ended so long ago, he didn't expect Cas to want to be around him much. Even though he was happy to see him again, Matthieu expected Cas to be...angry. Distant. A stranger. He certainly didn't expect him to reach out and hold his hand. Matthieu found the stuttering endearing, found it was reminiscent of how life use to be before Matthieu messed it all up. "...sure," he breathed out, nodding. "I have an office in the back. It's small but...but it will do." With that, he jerked his head to the side, pulling his hand away and leading him into the back. The office was relatively small. Small compared to what Matthieu was use to in France anyway. "Did you know I was going to be here?"
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「 Cassian Fauchelevent 」hopeless romantic • hogwarts librarian
twenty four
pureblood wizard
librarian; novelist
Cassian let out a shaky breath, still in a state of disbelief with everything that has happened so far. He briefly mourned the loss of contact when Matthieu pulled his hand away by whining internally, but he figured it was probably weird anyways — for them to be holding hands — so he got over it and simply followed Matthieu to where he was leading him. As they entered the office, Cassian became significantly more nervous, and visibly so — his breaths became shorter as if he was on the brink of a panic attack. Closing his eyes, and focusing his mind, Cassian was able to calm himself down, at least enough to be able to contribute to the conversation. "Um, I..." There's no point in lying now, Cassian, just tell him the truth. "...well, yeah, I did. In fact, I was avoiding this place since you had it built." Cassian then summoned enough courage to look at Matthieu, his former best friend, right in the eye. "To answer your earlier question, I've arrived here in the UK um, I think a week after you got here?" He said, quickly calculating it in his mind to see if he was correct, before eventually letting it go after realizing that he was digressing. "Um, yes, I followed you. Here. I just haven't had enough courage to talk to you after everything that happened....Not until today. And it's funny cause I didn't even mean to, I.... I was just trying to avoid the rain...... And now here I am. Here we are." With that, Cassian bowed his head and proceeded to look at his boots once again, preparing himself for Matthieu's response.
Message Me • 16:10, May 20, 2019 (UTC)
「 Matthieu Valois 」Abdicate • Owner of Café Urbain
Matthieu stared at Cassian as he spoke, in a state of disbelief. "You followed me...to England? Nearly a year ago?" He repeated. Part of Matthieu wondered if Cassian was stalking him. Spent his time following Matthieu around taking pictures or something. This idea was quickly disputed both by Cassian and himself. Matthieu didn't really think Cassian was that sort of guy. At least, not when he knew him anyway. "You should have talked to me. Merlin's beard, Cassian, you absolute fool." Matthieu hadn't made any friends so it would have been nice to have a friendly face. "Look, about what happened...I'm really sorry. It was completely wrong of me with the way I reacted and I should have apologized long ago."
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「 Cassian Fauchelevent 」hopeless romantic • hogwarts librarian
twenty four
pureblood wizard
librarian; novelist
Cassian nodded slowly as Matthieu inquired about the hows and whens of his arrival in The United Kingdom. The facts are, he followed his best friend almost immediately after he left, and while he hated to admit it, even to himself, he kind of stalked Matthieu during those first few months — watched him build Café Urbain from scratch to the blooming coffee shop it was today. He was, is, damn proud of him.
A few moments later, Cassian quickly dove in for a hug, and wrapped his arms around the other's neck as he apologized. He didn't have to, but Cassian appreciated it. "Shh shh, no, stop," he said, shushing Matthieu. "I was never angry at you. I was confused and physically hurt, yes, but never angry. You don't need to apologize." His eyes were starting to get glassy, tears threatening to fall any moment. "I'm just— I waited so long to do this... to hug you again. Is it— is this okay?"
Message Me • 16:04, May 22, 2019 (UTC)
「 Matthieu Valois 」Abdicate • Owner of Café Urbain
"Of course...of course you can hug me, you buffoon...or should I get you a tissue instead?" He asked, lightly hitting Cassian on the chest, trying to lighten the mood and make the other laugh or something. God, he didn't want to have Cassian crying in his office. Matthieu hated seeing people cry and it took him a while to accept people crying over happiness. Was this over happiness? Or was Cassian upset? Matthieu wasn't sure.
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「 Cassian Fauchelevent 」hopeless romantic • hogwarts librarian
twenty four
pureblood wizard
librarian; novelist
Cassian stepped away from the hug and wiped the tears off his face with his own hands, laughing cheerily as he did it. "I'm sorry... I'm just— these are tears of joy because I'm really happy that we're okay," he said, clearly not upset at all. That ought to clear some things in Matthieu's head. "I mean, we are okay, right?" He asked, just for the sake of making sure that everything was indeed okay.
Message Me • 16:45, May 23, 2019 (UTC)
「 Matthieu Valois 」Abdicate • Owner of Café Urbain
"Cas...it's been...what? Seven years?" He asked, rubbing the back of his head. "I'm not going to be hung up over a stupid thing I did as a kid. I don't even know how I'd hold any of that against you. Of course we're okay. Of course we are. We can start fresh...I'm sure both of us are very different people than what we remember we are. How about a coffee? On the house."
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「 Cassian Fauchelevent 」hopeless romantic • hogwarts librarian
twenty four
pureblood wizard
librarian; novelist
"More or less, yeah," he replied, a smile appearing on his face. "And yes, I'd love that. We have a lot of catching up to do." He said with a soft chuckle. As they made their way out of the office and back to the café though, Cassian suddenly grabbed Matthieu's upper arm in an attempt to stop him from walking. He just wanted to say something. "Um, Mat," he started, using the nickname that was reserved only for him to use. "Thanks, for not being mad and all that. I'm just really really glad that everything turned out fine. I missed this, I missed you."
Message Me • 15:28, May 27, 2019 (UTC)
「 Matthieu Valois 」Abdicate • Owner of Café Urbain
Matthieu couldn't lie–it was nice hearing Mat again. Especially from Cas. Matthieu still didn't let anyone he knew–even the family members he was still in contact with–call him that. Just because it was Cas's thing. "As I said, I really don't know what I'd be mad at you for," he said with a soft smile, the wrinkles around his eyes crinkling as he did so. As lonely as Matthieu was, he never stopped smiling and so wrinkles had formed around his eyes. "You should have called when you came to England if you missed me," he said jokingly. "But I should have called. Years ago. I'm sorry I didn't." With that, Matthieu moved around the bench. "So...what do you like? I make everything and, trust me, you will not find anything better tasting than the drinks I can make. Even though I don't have any magic, you will believe I do."
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「 Cassian Fauchelevent 」hopeless romantic • hogwarts librarian
twenty four
pureblood wizard
librarian; novelist
"I did try to contact you, I just.... I chickened out, I guess. I really thought you were mad at me, y'know." He said rather solemnly. "But it's ok, that's all water under the bridge now." He added, grinning as he walked closer to the bench. "You know, I was actually dying to taste your pastries and your concoctions. I've heard and read so many good reviews about this place, and I can't believe I finally get to taste them now." Cassian was genuinely happy, and excited, of course. Who knew this rainy day would turn out to bring so much sunshine back into his life. "Let's see now, how about..." he paused, looking intently at the menu, before continuing with, "an iced caramel macchiato, and a blueberry cheesecake. Classic order, am I right?" He said with a smile. "I'll give your milkshakes a try some other time." He added that last bit as some sort of promise, that there will indeed be a next time.
Message Me • 06:01, May 30, 2019 (UTC)
「 Matthieu Valois 」Abdicate • Owner of Café Urbain
"Have the blue heaven, it's too die for," Matthieu said as he began to slice the cheesecake, wanting to give him it first before beginning the drink. He was generous with the amount he gave Cassian–it was meant to be a thin slice but he went with a lot more. "So what else have you been doing instead of watching me from afar?" He asked as he slid the plate across the bench.
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「 Cassian Fauchelevent 」hopeless romantic • hogwarts librarian
twenty four
pureblood wizard
librarian; novelist
"Hm, well, I've been writing a book. A novel, and I've been traveling to some pretty scenic spots here to clear my head, and I guess to draw inspiration," he said with a shrug before taking a spoonful of the the cheesecake. The moment it touched his tongue, he immediately let out a moan. A sinful one, even. He just couldn't help it. "Oh my god, wow, this tastes great. Mat, you made this? This is abso-fuckin-lutely delicious!" He declared as he took in another spoonful. "You know I've been dying to come here and order your creations. And now that I'm finally here, all I can say is you've been doing great, Mat. You've been doing great." He said that last bit with admiration in his eyes, looking at Matthieu fondly. He was proud of his best friend.
Message Me • 15:25, June 1, 2019 (UTC)
「 Matthieu Valois 」Abdicate • Owner of Café Urbain
Matthieu was in the middle of making the drink when Cas began to rant on about how good the cheesecakes were. "I'm touched you think they're good but I can't take credit for it," he confessed with a small smile, "I hired a couple of cooks to bake them every morning. They deliver them all daily. You know I'm not much of a chef," he said jokingly, "not when I was raised with a million chefs to cook whatever I wanted. A book, huh? What's it about?"
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Sophia and Charlotte
「 Princess Sophia 」A reformed alcoholic • the true queen princess
twenty nine
animagus
princess
divorced
Sophia usually wasn't one to be taking someone out for breakfast but she supposed Charlie was going to be an exception to that. In the morning, she was either hungover, still in bed or out partying still. Going out for breakfast was a foreign idea that Sophia hadn't entertained for years. Sophia was lucky if she even had breakfast most days. Still, there she was. Sophia hadn't seen Charlie since she went off to Hawaii. By the time Charlie had come back, Sophia was gone. Once again, Sophia had ran off. At least this time Sophia came back after a couple of months. Last time she ran off, it had been five years before she showed her face again. Her brother had berated her for not sending an owl or text, telling her that she could have been dead for all they knew, but she had essentially shrugged him off. If she was dead then good riddance. Sophia was sitting at one of the back tables, waiting for her cousin to arrive, looking through the menu. This was all so...extra. Sophia wouldn't dare touch one of the milkshakes. Even though her health wasn't much of a priority to her anymore–she drank way too much for that to be a thing–the idea of drinking one of them was enough to make her feel sick. But the coffee was great. She was on her second now and she was wanting to order a third. Whilst she didn't think it was the nicest tasting beverage out there, it did wake Sophia up so she tolerated the taste for the effect. Like alcohol. Sophia didn't care for the taste, as long as it did its job.
Message Me • 00:36, May 2, 2019 (UTC)
「 Charlotte, Duchess of Cambridge 」Ravenclaw Alumna
Caspian was with Theo that day. Charlotte had a lot of things to do, among them being having breakfast with her cousin. Likely the best thing she'd do the entire day, considering the rest was boring meetings with insufferable people. Running a little late, Charlotte was five minutes late. You could tell from the look on her face she felt bad about it. "Good morning," she musters up a smile as she takes a seat in front of Sophia, "How are you?"
Message Me • 18:46, May 11, 2019 (UTC)
「 Princess Sophia 」A reformed alcoholic • the true queen princess
twenty nine
animagus
princess
divorced
Oh good, the child wasn’t here. That was the first thing Sophia thought when Charlie walked into the cafe, noticing her instantly. Sophia didn’t even realise Charlie was late until she saw her cousin’s face but Sophia shrugged it off. Sophia wasn’t bothered-she had no right to be mad about Charlie being late. Sophia was worse. She gave up with time management with most things years ago. “Top of the world,” she said with a smile, dropping then menu onto the table. Charlie was a lot more interesting than the food. “As always. What about you? You’re doing okay?”
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「 Charlotte, Duchess of Cambridge 」Ravenclaw Alumna
"Eating shit," Her tone is as serious as the look on her face. Maybe then will Sophia notice the smaller details, like the exhaustion on her face, the sunglasses that are likely hiding bags under her eyes, and how sunken she looks. "I want to leave the country and get shit-faced. The Ministry is running me and my relationship to the ground," she rolls her eyes. Honestly, if they could, she'd have asked her grandmother to overthrow the Minister long ago. "And I'm hungry."
Message Me • 02:45, June 19, 2019 (UTC)
「 Princess Sophia 」A reformed alcoholic • the true queen princess
twenty nine
animagus
princess
divorced
Sophia looked at Charlie for a moment, taking in the other girl, before she pushed her half drunk coffee, long black and two shots, across to the table for Charlie to have. "Well, you know I'm only a phone call away and I will you take anywhere you want," Sophia said, "how about Italy? Octavius was there for lunch the other week and I'm still jealous." Sophia pouted at the reminder. "Or what about Australia? They drink a lot. Though I don't know about the idea of drinking beer out of a shoe." Perhaps encouraging her cousin to handle her problems with alcohol wasn't a good thing. But then Sophia would be a hypocrite. Plus, better to drink with company than to drink alone. "At least you've nearly gotten Scarlett out of there. One victory at a time. Plus, Alistair can only say much before I turn up to break up his nose," Sophia said, her tone a bit too cheerful. "I still think we should put your girlfriend's powers to good use and burn down the ministry. You know, we could just set Alistair on fire. It's a compromise." Sophia hated seeing Charlie like this. She hoped life for her cousin would be better after Daisy but life wasn't kind like that. It made Sophia feel useless. If she could absorb all of Charlie's pain and inflict it on herself, she would–in a heartbeat. Looking a little bit more somber, she tilted her head. "Do you want to talk about it?"
Message Me • 12:47, June 19, 2019 (UTC)
「 Charlotte, Duchess of Cambridge 」Ravenclaw Alumna
"I don't like Italy. It's filled with tourists. Somewhere in Asia would be nice, or better yet: South America. Much more diversity, outside Alistair's pocket, beautiful, and culturally rich. It negates my constant need to drink my sorrows away. Though foreign countries always have better alcohol," Charlotte, however sad and exhausted she may be, manages a smile; the idea of a vacation with Scarlett was quite enticing. "It's been a difficult few weeks. Between getting Scarlett out, putting in the paperwork to legally adopt Vinzent, nevermind the fact that Caspian's birthday is quickly coming up, as well as Daisy's..." Unable to finish her sentence, Charlotte only shakes her head. Sophia would understand, or at least those were her hopes. "But I've been managing. There was something else I was hoping we could talk about - something on a much lighter tone," she cracks a small smile. "Scarlett and I - we need a witness."
Message Me • 01:06, June 21, 2019 (UTC)
「 Princess Sophia 」A reformed alcoholic • the true queen princess
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"Oh, South America. I love South America. I haven't been there for centuries," Sophia hummed, her mind drifting but snapped back as Charlie continued too talk and...travelling was far out of her mind. Sophia did understand–probably a lot more than Charlie realised. But Sophia also understood that there was nothing that could really take the pain away. However, Charlie wasn't alone–Sophia would make sure of that. When Charlie changed subject, though, Sophia was thrown off. At first, she thought it was witness to something like a murder then her second thought was–"Witness for your marriage?" Sophia asked, sounding hesitant. She didn't want to get her hopes up in the case she was wrong.
Message Me • 02:36, June 21, 2019 (UTC)
「 Charlotte, Duchess of Cambridge 」Ravenclaw Alumna
"We don't want a ceremony; we're just eloping. She was going to ask her sister to act as witness, being her closest relative, and I'm not quite there yet with anyone in our family except you. So... will you do me that favor?" she asks, sounding hopeful.
Message Me • 04:27, June 21, 2019 (UTC)
「 Princess Sophia 」A reformed alcoholic • the true queen princess
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And that was when Sophia smiled over at her cousin. It was one of the most genuine smiles Sophia had given someone in a long, long time. Well, maybe a year. Sophia didn't keep track. Point was–it'd been a while. It was then that you'd see a glimpse of what a happy Sophia would look like. The way the smile lit up her face, the way the skin around her eyes crinkled, was a stark difference to what Sophia usually looked like. "Of course I will, I'll do it in a heartbeat," Sophia said, "anything for you. But at least let me throw you a party or something. A dinner. You can even choose the guest list."
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「 Charlotte, Duchess of Cambridge 」Ravenclaw Alumna
Sophia's smile warmed Charlotte's heart beyond what she could vocalize. It meant so much to her that the family she had allowed meet Scarlett had welcomed her with open arms. Sophia's support was one Charlotte knew she needed, no matter what it was for; having that little seal of approval, to her, was worth more than her grandmother's. In the same breath, Charlotte understood this kind of smile was one Sophia hadn't had on her face in a long time, and knowing she was the main cause of it yet again made her melt. Her cousin deserved so much better than the cards she'd been dealt, and she would personally see to it her luck started turning around. It just wasn't fair. "Maybe a dinner," she rolls her eyes good-naturedly, grinning. "Or we could go out for drinks."
Message Me • 23:14, June 22, 2019 (UTC)
「 Princess Sophia 」A reformed alcoholic • the true queen princess
twenty nine
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"Oh no, going out for drinks is going to be your bachelorette party and before you say anything–I'm making sure that party is very subdued. No strippers. It'll just be drinks. And darling, you don't have a choice in that one. If it's anything, it's only going to be you, me, Persi, Clara, Regan–" Sophia paused, narrowing her eyes. Her name was Regan, right? Right. Sophia's memory wasn't as good as it use to be. "–and maybe Scarlett. I have a sinking feeling she won't be having one either so she can come too. A sort of two in one deal. Oh, and Hel! She's back. And any one else you can think of. No men, though." Sophia paused, taking a breath, before adding on, "plus, if we went out for drinks we'd have to leave all the minors home. And I'd imagine you'd want to invite most of the family to the dinner. I did say you had control over the guest list. So the dinner can just be you, Scarlett, Caspian and me. If that's what you want. And please don't say no to me, please. Let me make some sort of big deal out of you. Just this once. I'll leave you alone at every other milestone afterwards." This was an empty promise. However, Sophia wouldn't touch any baby party. No, Sophia would flat out refuse going near those parties. It was enough that she'd attend them. "I'm not even touching your honeymoon. Though if you want me to plan that one too, I will gladly."
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「 Charlotte, Duchess of Cambridge 」Ravenclaw Alumna
Having let Sophia ramble on and on about potential plans to celebrate the happenings of her private life, it took Charlotte a respectable amount of time to piece together what she'd said, what she meant by it, and what she should say in return. "Firstly, who says I'm letting you plan my bachelorette party, if I have one? This isn't my first wedding - it makes everything lose its momentum," she points out, with a small, amused smile, "Secondly - wait, Helena is back? When did she return?" That throws her for a loop. Her sister is back, yet she found our through her cousin? Insecurity immediately plagues her; had she done something wrong? She couldn't help but worry at the idea of having offended, hurt, or bothered her in any sort of way. "I - um, yeah, a dinner is fine. Scarlett's closest relatives, and my own," she responds, but her voice is a little off - like she's upset, maybe because of the whole Helena debacle. "I don't like being made a big deal out of, you know this."
Message Me • 21:36, June 23, 2019 (UTC)
「 Princess Sophia 」A reformed alcoholic • the true queen princess
twenty nine
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"Because I said so and who cares if it's the second wedding? We can do everything better this time," Sophia retorted and Sophia paused. "Oh, I don't know when she came back," Sophia said, glancing up to look over to find a waiter before back to Charlie. "I heard it through the grapevine. I could be wrong." Sophia didn't mean to upset Charlie and didn't really think twice when she brought her up. "Yes, but I like to make a big deal out of you. You deserve it."
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「 Charlotte, Duchess of Cambridge 」Ravenclaw Alumna
She supposed Sophia had a point there. Realizing this, the edge of her mouth loosened up and her eyes softened. "Okay," she says, finally, after a moment's pause. "Nothing big or overly public, though. I mean it."
Message Me • 22:52, July 1, 2019 (UTC)
「 Princess Sophia 」A reformed alcoholic • the true queen princess
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"Nothing overly public," Sophia said, agreeing with the second point and overlooking the first. Right now, it was just drinks. But Charlie never said they had to have drinks in London. Sophia was pretty sure Charlie wouldn't be against going overseas though, based on their previous conversation. "So when is the date? For the wedding. Do we know? Do you know what you're wearing?"
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「 Charlotte, Duchess of Cambridge 」Ravenclaw Alumna
"I'm not sure yet. Very likely an elegant, white romper. I think I saw one several weeks ago in I might go back and take a better look at. Just because it's a courthouse doesn't mean I don't have to look good," Charlotte smirks a little, but there's an obvious question in her eyes. "Why? Did you want to come dress shopping? Aw, Sophia, I knew you had it in you to come shopping with me! Maybe I'll take you on a spree to Paris."
Message Me • 03:02, July 31, 2019 (UTC)
「 Princess Sophia 」A reformed alcoholic • the true queen princess
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Sophia always appeared too have no patience for shopping. Usually, she abused some poor fashion designer to shop for her and pick clothes that made her look good (regardless of how appropriate it was). And with the way Charlie was looking at her, Sophia suspected her cousin knew this. Pursing her lips for a moment, she gave the other a thin smile. "Only if you take me day drinking afterwards," Sophia responded. Of course, she wouldn't really mind going to Paris for a shopping spree with Charlie. Any excuse to go to her favourite city. She still wasn't quite sure why she was so attracted too Paris. It wasn't the prettiest city out there. Nor was it the most engaging. But she still adored it anyway. "Then maybe I'll say yes."
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